she's ship captain (open-ish)

[alsohawkeye]

CHARACTERS ▶ Kate Bishop + others
LOCATION ▶ Mostly in and around the Atalanta
SUMMARY ▶ A catch-all post for logs for the month
WARNINGS ▶ n/a
NOTES ▶ I'll be tossing up starters in here for people I've already planned things with; if you'd like something too feel free to ping me to discuss or drop in a starter of your own!

Zion's docks are busy at all hours, and among their many visitors one has recently become even more of a fixture than usual. It only makes sense a newly minted captain would want to spend time getting acquainted with her ship, and the Atalanta's is no different. Maybe a little more zealous than some given the amount of time she spends overseeing every detail of repair work and outfitting, in and out a dozen times a day to discuss this or learn more about that.

When she isn't charming the mechanics into showing her how they fix a gimbal or sketching out alterations to the weapon targeting systems or meeting with her new crew there's paperwork to be done, ZDG rosters and releases and briefings, personnel files and mission packets. She's often to be found perched somewhere, in sight of the ship or in a restaurant nearby, reading and typing away.

She hasn't entirely abandoned the rest of her life for the ship-- almost, but not totally. There are still appointments to be kept, regular training partners and 'students' to check up on while she's still in town, sim sessions and real world sparring, runs that wind her way through the city. Every once in a while she even goes home long enough to run into her neighbors.

Comments

[emptychamber]

[Emily seems pleased by the place, when she arrives. It reminds her, contrarily, of happier times - Prague, Istanbul, even a particularly divey bit of Berlin. She misses the menus at those places, but still, the coziness doesn't seem to bother her.She supposes she's never actually had caffeine, but the point stands.]

Thanks for the suggestion. I'm still finding my feet. As you probably know too well.

[Her tone is rueful. She's not falsely humble - she has some skills - but in Kate's place, she would have preferred someone with more experience. Any experience, really, beyond sims.]

[alsohawkeye]

We've all been there.

[ Kate's smile is sympathetic, her shrug easy. There's an openness to her manner that lets it come off sincere without being pitying or condescending. A woman leans between tables to take their order and she requests tea and "eggs" with vegetables, giving Emily a moment before continuing, almost like she senses the apology not spoken aloud. ]

You and Fenris and Hawke all seem eager to work hard, I'm sure you'll pick things up quickly and that's really all I could ask for. I'm not worried. [ She smiles, and it seems like she means it. ]

Plus, this way no bad habits to try to break you out of.

[emptychamber]

[Emily laughs quietly.]

You know, I had a teacher years ago with the same philosophy. Better a rookie than someone sure they're doing it right and cocking it up at the same time. ...that's more or less a direct quote from her, though she somehow managed to make it sound better. But I'm pretty sure she was speaking from experience.

Did you have someone take you under their wing, when you first arrived?

[alsohawkeye]

[ Her teacher's philosophy is precisely what Kate was thinking, judging by the way her smile tugs wider as Emily goes on. Their tea arrives and she gives hers a stir, steam swirling above it. ]

Not exactly. I sort of bounced around for a while, worked on a few different ships, muddled through on my own more or less. Eventually I settled in a little more and found a better fit, but I mostly flailed away on my own cocking it up, as your teacher would say.

I'd like to make sure you and Fenris and the others have a smoother start than I did.

[emptychamber]

I appreciate that.

[Emily sits back, holding the warm beverage between her hands for a moment to appreciate its heat.]

I suppose I've never been very patient with my own learning curve. It's humbling, to be back at square one so thoroughly.

[Her smile is small and rueful.]

But I suppose there's no solution to that but practice.